Battlelore - Summon The Wolves

Full circle summons the servants The gathering of the haunted Howls in the nocturnal mist Calls for the haunt I have seen the shape of the fallen The guardian of the gates I have seen the darkest one behind them The one without a name Ravaging in the woods, sleepwalking in shadows The hunger drives them forth, the hunger forever burning Under the leash of the enemy They carry the troops against us Ride from the northern fields To terror the world at night Born to devour the dark powers Born to obey the one Dire dwellers of the fiery caves The feast of the forgotten souls The dawn ends the furious hunt The newborn sun reaps the gloom But the daylight will fade away When the night falls they roam again They will never hunt alone Open gates of void arrive with them Freezing stare through your bones and veins He will hear every word you say